Su Yu opened her eyes and immediately realized she had transmigrated into a book: the very novel she’d read, a domineering CEO’s stand-in romance, where she’d become the tragic, beloved woman from the past.
Okay, given her luck, that made sense. As long as she stopped fighting the heroine over men, she should be fine... right?
A boyfriend or anything like that definitely wasn’t as important as staying alive.
...And it wasn’t as important as prize draws, either.
That’s right, she was the classic “bad at it but loves to play” type. Even though her luck was so terrible she might as well be burnt to a crisp, she still adored all kinds of prize draws.
Of course, the result never changed: “Thanks for participating,” with no escape in sight.
Until one day...
“Hello, I’m the boyfriend you won in the prize draw.”
Su Yu: ?
Weibo: @Jinjiang_Sujiuci (I couldn’t log into my old account, so I made a new one.)
[Please Note]
One-on-one romance, both leads are each other’s first. A silly story with no logic. The heroine isn’t perfect, and the romance is the main focus. Please don’t flame if it’s not to your taste; feel free to click away. Hope you enjoy reading~
Theme: Don’t get addicted to prize draws
